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The air in the car is too hot, too thick. You feel like you’re suffocating.

You were on the way home when Toji got the call offering him a job. The target was somewhere in the area and he was quick to accept it.

No matter how much Toji insisted it would be fast– “jus’ gonna scope things out a bit, we’ll be home soon, doll”– you were still pouting. 

You didn’t want to be home soon , you wanted to be home now.  

He’d been flirting all night. Sparing glances, touches, whispering about everything he planned to do to you at the end of the night. Your panties were already drenched, clinging uncomfortably to your aching pussy.

“Can’t you do this tomorrow?” Your voice is whiny, high-pitched. The way it sounds when you’re trying to get what you want. The way it sounds when Toji says you're being a brat. 

Eventually, his patience snapped. 

And that’s how now, he has you straddling his lap with his cock stuffed inside your dripping cunt. He’s stretching you out so well as you bury your flushed face into his chest.

You want to ride him, want to fuck yourself down onto him over and over, milking him until he spills inside you. You want to feel every inch dragging along your gummy walls. But he won’t let you. 

You squirm, clamping down around his length when you feel it twitch inside you. Fuck, you were gonna be the death of him.

A sharp smack! lands on your ass– a warning. 

“Told ya to sit still, didn’ I? Sit still and look pretty warmin’ my cock”

“Toji… wan’ you to fuck me.”

“Later, doll. Promise.”

You’re sweating, trying to not move, whimpering into his shirt as you grip his arms. You feel your pussy grow impossibly wetter, slick coating the tops of his muscled thighs.

The tension hanging in the air is stifling and Toji’s jaw is clenched painfully tight– almost as tight as the grip on his phone. A muffled voice comes through the speaker, their words undecipherable through your haze. Shiu.

Toji’s chest rumbles against you, a low chuckle escaping him.

“Forgot to mute ya, my bad,” his voice drawls on lazily as he gyrates his hips slowly. You have to bite down on your lip to stifle your moans. 

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Sometimes, when you wake, you’re filled with an inescapable kind of desire. A yearning for your sweet husband, one so strong it feels like the inches between you stretch on for miles. Your stomach fluttering, your pretty pussy is already wet and glistening.

Sunlight creeps through the blinds, casting golden shadows across Kento’s face. He always looks the most content in these moments– chest rising and falling gently, sharp features and dark circles softened by the illumination. You relish in the domesticity of your tranquil mornings together. 

You cuddle up to him, a leg thrown over his hips, fingertips dancing across his chest. He stirs, grumbling something incoherent as one of his arms hooks around you, cradling you to his body.

You’re peppering kisses along his jaw, nuzzling into his neck with a serene sigh and quiet good morning, baby. He squeezes you tighter and your breath hitches, a moment of pause in your shower of affection when you feel his thigh slot between your own. 

It seems innocent enough, a small adjustment, just him getting comfortable. But Kento’s always been diligent. Precise. Not one to miss anything. And he can feel you, pulsing against him.

“Mmm, does my gorgeous girl need something?” His voice is laced with sleep, low and raspy, which only heightens your need.

You hum softly in response, pressing another light kiss just below his ear as you slowly grind once against him.

Large hands come down to your hips. “Go on, my pretty, take what you need.”

He guides you, lazily dragging your pussy against his thigh, holding you steady. You pant softly, whimpering in his ear each time he flexes, nudging your sensitive clit. He loves when you use him, taking your pleasure from him and he’s barely doing anything at all. 

He’s whispering adoring little praises to you as you unravel, your slick spilling out, spread around the top of his thigh.

My perfect wife

So beautiful when you cum

I can never get enough of you